A blog written in the dead of night and delivered to you in a brown paper bag. It’s a cornucopia of tidbits, rants, and observations for the discerning eye. Good luck with all that. Now, for something completely different!

The world keeps getting stranger as we go along. Now that Barack Obama has announced Hillary Clinton’s acceptance of the Secretary of State position, there becomes the issue of what to do about her empty senate seat. One of the names being bounced around is that of Bill Clinton. Of course there are other candidates as well that speculation is falling on, but let’s briefly consider this. If Bill occupies her office, she doesn’t have to move her stuff out as quickly. Both of them know where the bathrooms are and don’t need the orientation tours. The two will probably be invited to guest host an episode of Saturday Night Live. That would be worth it alone. Bill and Al Gore can attend Capitol Hill functions as the Blues Brothers and have the real band as backup. (This alone will save the taxpayers money on live entertainment fees.) As New York Senator he can get a free NY Jets, Brett Favre jersey. And last, but not least, they can tell the Obamas where the towels are kept. With a little luck the towels will still be there and not sent away by the Bush’s because they were in violation of the Patriot Act. Yes, Bill Clinton back on Capitol Hill, it sort of brings a little color back into the future doesn’t it.

BAD ACTING FROM ROBOTS

OK, I knew some acting can be bad, but where does this get entertaining. In Japan, the world’s first stage play was performed… by robots. Now I know some actors can be considered robots, but now, we apparently have the real thing. Thanks, to the Mitsubishi Corporation for bringing robot actors into the world. I don’t know why they couldn’t have come up with anything intelligent like robots that run into burning buildings. Although I have to admit that it’s probably better than having to watch Tom Cruise. The play they performed was about …what else… a happy time when humans and robots co-exist. It’s about a married couple that has two robots in the house. It’s a drama where the robots play an intensely passionate part which will probably get an Oscar buzz going. The scientists behind the production at Osaka University’s Department of Adaptive Machine Systems say they hope to have an all-robot production in theatres within the next two years. One of their fellow human actors admitted to growing fond of them: “You find yourself developing an affection for the robots. People were saying ‘they’re so cute,’ particularly the female robot. At first I wondered what the fuss was about but I found myself smiling while I was looking at them.” Apparently she didn’t get the concept that “Yes, even you can be replaced by a robot.” Yea you’ll think it’s cute until they elect one President. Of course it has to be Governor of California first.

GOD ORDERS CAR WRECK

This one is really weird. Do you ever wonder who’s in that car coming towards you or next to you. Well keep an eye on them because they might be talking to God. And what is God telling them to do? A man who rammed his truck into a woman’s vehicle on a highway early Friday told authorities he crashed into her while going more than 100 mph because God told him “she needed to be taken off the road.” I’m sure this came as a total surprise to the woman. Fortunately both only received minor injuries. “He just said God said she wasn’t driving right, and she needed to be taken off the road,” Bexar County Sheriff’s Office spokesman Kyle Coleman said in the online edition of the San Antonio Express-News. “God must have been with them, ’cause any other time, the severity of this crash, it would have been fatal.” Apparently God was only kidding and had mercy on them both.

SPORTS CASKETS

Are you an avid sports fan? Do you want to show your team spirit, even after you’re gone to that ball stadium in the sky? Well now you can. The MLB is now allowing team logos to be printed on coffins. It’s likely other sports will follow soon. Eternal Images of Lansing, Michigan, has brokered a deal with Major League baseball to send fans into the afterlife, showing their colors so to speak. Their first coffin was sold to a Red Sox fan in Massachusetts. Now you can step up to plate, drop a few thousand and get sent out of the park in your own official team casket. I wonder if they come with a beer coozy?